| Chapter 41 |
1 | To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. Blessed [is] he that considereth the poor: the LORD will deliver him in time of trouble. |
2 | The LORD will preserve him, and keep him alive; [and] he shall be blessed upon the earth: and thou wilt not deliver him unto the will of his enemies. |
3 | The LORD will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness. |
4 | I said, LORD, be merciful unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee. |
5 | Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish? |
6 | And if he come to see [me], he speaketh vanity: his heart gathereth iniquity to itself; [when] he goeth abroad, he telleth [it]. |
7 | All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt. |
8 | An evil disease, [say they], cleaveth fast unto him: and [now] that he lieth he shall rise up no more. |
9 | Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up [his] heel against me. |
10 | But thou, O LORD, be merciful unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them. |
11 | By this I know that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me. |
12 | And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever. |
13 | Blessed [be] the LORD God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen. |